"He's going to kill me, he's really going to kill me!"

An inexplicable emotion flooded Roger's brain, and on his first day in this world, he saw a lighthouse in the distance on the dark sea.

Then before fainting, a hand was reached out for help.

In the days that followed, he and Kant did not get along, the man was cold and blunt, and when Roger saw the blue figure in the moonlight at night.

There was another trace of inexplicable fear in his opinion of this man.

In his previous life, although he had decades of life experience, but in the peaceful years, he never experienced what a real life and death crisis was.

It wasn't until the moment he rushed to the top of the tower that he saw the threat of death in Kant's shotgun.

It was the first time he had seen undisguised killing intent in the eyes of a human.

Under the influence of the concentration potion, Roger's perception was several times more advanced than before, and before Kant could pull the trigger, he rushed forward as soon as possible.

There was no dodge, no defense, and he rushed straight towards Kant.

"Click!"

A crisp sound was heard.

"The gun is out of bullets."

Roger knew this very well, and in the moments before he attacked the leader of the fishmen, he not only found the right time, but also noticed that Kant had loaded several bullets.

And at the moment of life and death, Kant, who seized the opportunity, had subconsciously shot all the bullets!

This is also the reason why Roger dared to move forward after seeing the death of the leader of the fishmen.

He hoped that he could be at peace with Kant, after all, it was Kant who had dragged him back from the icy shore that night not so long ago.

But alas......

Grabbing the iron axe stuck in the corpse of the fish-man leader with his right hand, Roger rolled forward, and the iron axe in his hand slashed over!

Stunned, Kant threw his shotgun forward, and pulled out a dagger pinned to his waist as he stepped back.

"Haha, die, die!"

"Take out your heart and Ivy can ......"

Kant's roar stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, he covered the wound between his neck, large strands of blood running down his fingers, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

While!

The vitality subsided, and Kant looked at Roger with a pale face.

Wail!

At this moment, the female fish-man not far away suddenly let out a miserable scream, and her body twisted and crawled forward.

Only then did Roger realize that the scale armor on the mermaid was fading, and her facial features were becoming more and more human-like.

Roger took a few steps back, his axe held sideways in front of him, guarded.

But what made him strange was that the fishwoman, as if she hadn't seen Roger, desperately crawled to Kant's side and caught Kant's crumbling body.

Like molting, the female fishman's facial features became more and more normal, and it was only then that Roger noticed how badly she had been injured.

"Why do you have to kill me?"

"I can act as if I didn't see anything."

Roger asked softly.

Kant shook his head and spat out the last words of his life.

"I don't trust anyone."

"Any human!"

After saying that, he stared and died in the arms of the female fishman.

The fishwoman let out a scream, and just when Roger thought she was going to attack, she did nothing.

The metamorphosis in her body was still going on, until finally, she became completely human, and she glanced at Roger, but her expression was calm without any hatred.

Immediately after that, she dragged Kant's body and moved to the top floor step by step.

At this time, the sun outside had completely jumped out of the sea level, and the whole island was bright.

The female fishman was already seriously injured, and after she became a human, the injuries on her body exploded out in one go, and as she moved forward, a shocking blood mark was dragged out on the ground!

Roger felt a puff in his chest, and he stood motionless, watching the fishwoman drag Kant to the top floor, exposed to the sun.

As if she had endured the harshest torture, the fishwoman's seemingly normal skin instantly festered, and she struggled without making a sound, hugging Kant tightly.

Then he died in the morning light.

Roger threw away the iron axe in his hand and followed the blood stains on the ground to the watchtower at the top.

He stood there, looking around, taking in the full view of the island for the first time.

"What a beautiful place."

The corpse at his feet contrasted sharply with the life in the distance, and he let out a long breath.

"Is this the Demon Hunter?"

Does Kant deserve to die?

Roger didn't know that maybe in a different environment, they would become good friends, but here, when Roger discovered the secret of Kant's body, the end of the two was already doomed.

At that time, if there was a slight hesitation, he might be the one who died.

Or, the man already knew about the injuries on the mermaid, and he was completely insane.

As time passed, the effects of the drug faded like a tide, and the brain seemed to be gouged out out of thin air, and the powerful nausea caused Roger to almost fall to the ground.

The two floors below had been burned to the ground, and he couldn't return to the cabin in his current physical condition.

Exhaustion and dizziness irritated his nerves all the time, and he cleaned up casually and fell asleep in a daze.

In his sleep, the light and shadow were messy, and he saw twisted monsters, burning flames, and a large hand at the end.

Open your eyes.

The afternoon sun shone on his face, and instead of the familiar coolness in his brain, there was a pinprick-like tingling, and his stomach pouch was empty, sending out a signal of hunger.

Roger returned to the third floor, pulled out some cans, and devoured them.

The corpse of the fish-woman had turned into a mass of charcoal, which would turn into ashes at the slightest touch, and Roger didn't care about it at first, but when he glanced at it before leaving, he found a faint point of light in the mass of ashes.

A pendant.

The whole body is silvery, and the pendant and necklace are made of metal, and in Roger's aesthetics, this pendant still looks a little ugly, and he can't even tell what shape it is.

It looked like an iron embryo, and it looked like a mass of metal flesh twisted together and solidified.

As soon as he got his hands on the pendant, he felt a strange energy transmit over him.

"Is it a magical item?"

He was immediately interested.

Repeated searches found no other items, and as for Kant, Roger only found a key on his body.

He used the key to open a secret door next to the iron cage on the fourth floor.

The room was cramped, barely fitting a table and a bed.

The table was filled with a variety of books.

Pull open the drawer and a notebook comes into view.

Flipping through the diary, there is a photograph on page 1, but most of the photograph has been violently torn off, leaving only Kant alone and a somewhat distorted face.

Turning the title page, Roger read it carefully, and he knew that through this diary, he might be able to truly understand the true heart of the indifferent man hidden under the hard exterior.

And...... Everything related to here.